Closer Than My Life
A smile in the dark
ready to decompose
i don't care what really happens
this is what i chose.
the edge lays close
closer than my life
i'll take a lethal dose
much stronger than a knife.
my heart is still beating
i really must have failed
i remember lashing out
how stupid i have bailed.
i heard someone say it's foolish
just a child's game
i'm so acquainted with it
weak should be my name.
some say i won't do it
i should prove myself dead
anyone could put a slash on the wrist
i should just go ahead.
then they'll say "it wasn't foolish"
they'll ask me to forgive
it'll be to late
to late for me to live.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Ghost (184.108.40.206) -- Thursday, April 3 2003, 04:23 pm|
I really liked this poem. I've felt the same way at times. I mean, there are times that it feels like nothing is going your way and everything just starts building up on you. Finally, there's the thought to end it all. It's great that writing is your escape from ending it all.
|taboo (220.127.116.11) -- Friday, February 14 2014, 02:06 am|
ah suicide life's little bump. nice write
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